I Am The Punishment Of God Mga Nobela at Kwento

We've had this conversation alot but it seemed like she never lost h "Yes I know you got lucky while the Gods looked down on me and said. Dear Mazaya you have been a very bad girl so as your punishment you will be forced to be with the baddest of them all. Luther The God of dark powers. Hahaha." Mazaya said in a dramatic voice.

Karim stood among them and smiled. The divine being took over the spheres with his dark power and they burst, turning into dust and returning to him as it should be from the beginning. "An ingenious plan, Akiner." The voice of both uniting in a single sound. " I know my son has cursed you, but now I will definitely determine your punishment." The voice echoed through the place, making all beings, even the wolves that were considered owners of others, to be chained. "We are your gods, those who created you and only for us, you exist. They are ungrateful children who fight for attention, as if they were still crawling. The chance has been given, but you don’t deserve it anymore."

Markings then shone incredibly below the man as ancient hieroglyphs and sacred symbols began spinning around the man and started to stop time and space within the enclosure. "Fuck you very much, whoever you are! You thought I'd forget what you did to my planet? An eternity of torture would be too light a punishment for your crimes!" the fat god yelled at the man. "If I recall correct you were the one who destroyed your own world porky. Or am I just that great of a being that even those I didn't do would be credited to me? Perhaps that would be the right assumption," the man answered the fat god. Every word he had spoken was like slow motion to the gods outside the confinement.

Who could have helped me? I look up and talk to the only one who can listen to all of my problems. "Ya Allah, what have I done to deserve this? Why was I created,only to be suffered? I've never had peace for once ever since my Dad had died. What have I done wrong? Have I ever wronged you unknowingly? Is that why you're punishing me?" "Ya rabb, this punishment is too much for me! I can't bear it anymore...."

Unlike the other times, the Goddess looked lethal, in a mood to seek blood and punish those who dishonored her. Snow searched my gaze, so I nodded to her and then we reached over to hold hands. “I can't believe that one of my greatest creations would do anything to dishonor me,” the Goddess said loudly and in a tone of voice that left no doubt that she was thoroughly annoyed. “To those who participated in heinous activities not only to their species but to dishonor me and other beings, they will not enter my paradise. They will be condemned to an ugly death and will burn in the flames of pain.”

Parts were shimmering black and others were blinding white. A loud voice bellowed, “Your punishment has been light. I am in control, not Zeus. He is not the God of Gods, I am. Adalith. You have offended me. You are only alive because Hephaestus dealt your punishment already. Be grateful he didn’t sentence you to a realm of my choosing.” The sound was masculine and feminine at the same time. “Do not mess with my bonds again or you will be responsible for the torture I unleash.”

The doctor steps back, quietly leaving us alone. I stare at her, my anger roaring back to life, burning hotter than ever. “This is your punishment,” I say coldly, my voice devoid of any sympathy. “The goddess is making you pay for what you did to me. To Stacy. And to my son.” Her tear-streaked face twists in disbelief. “How can you say that at such a moment?” I step closer, my face inches from hers. “I lost a pup because of you. Now you know what that feels like. Consider yourself lucky the goddess only took one you imagined. You deserve worse.”

“I don’t plan to give up, and you shouldn’t either.” “What did I do?” I whisper, turning and pressing my head to the wall before sliding down to the ground. There is no fucking out. I can feel it in my bones. I have forever fucking broken the very person I left to protect. All I do is cause her pain and heartache. Is that my fate? “You didn’t do anything.” Milo sighs. “Then why the hell is the Moon Goddess punishing me?” I know I sound like an over dramatic teen, but there is no way else to feel. It seems clear to me, I am being punished.

One arm slid around her waist, his hand warm and sure. Ava’s breath stuttered, her knees trembling. “In my past life,” he murmured, voice gravelly, hand gliding from her waist to her hips. The touch sent sparks crackling along her nerves, heat pooling between her thighs. “I must’ve done something terrible. Hurt people. Failed someone. So in this life…” He leaned in, eyes dark and bright at once. “God sent you to punish me.” His words were unexpected. Fierce. Raw. And they scorched her more deeply than any touch.

I am seeing my doo! But, God forbid! I have done nothing wrong to merit this impending doom. I have wronged no one for fate to punish me this way. I am not a saint, I know, but for the sole reason that I did not commit that unpardonable sin and abort my child like that cursed family wanted me to, God, please pardon me and change this fate. I can never again be a victim of those people. Never again.